Dreamweaver

So there's this guy I don't really know but I kind of know online. ok... when I first started my coaching blog, I had an error message coming up which I couldn't fix, so I googled it and it turned out this dude from the US had a blog getting the same error message. So I left him a comment* and he helped me fix the problem. Since then, he seems to pop into my blog (the other one, not this one) every now and then, and occasionally I pop into his - though not very often. The other day I happened to have a look at his blog and I saw that he'd posted a dream he had the night before, so I left a comment* saying I'd try to interpret it. He replied with a comment* to say sure go ahead. Cool!

So I emailed him my interpretation of his dream and a day or so later he wrote back and said I'd touched on things he's never told anyone except his best friend. He said he'd be back with more details. When he got back to me last night, he wrote me this loooong email with all these personal details about his life and basically all the things I said in my dream analysis were spot on!

How cool is that?!! I don't know a thing about this guy. All he really posts about are books he's reading and computer games he's playing. Man, I've missed my calling. :)


*Comments are what people leave on blogs when they have... you know.. COMMENTS! Comments are good. They make the whole thing much more fun for everyone. That's all I'm sayin'....


oh and I don't think Dreamweaver is actually a person who interprets dreams. I just like the word. Maybe I should have called it The Dream Whisperer. :)

I'm not moving, dammit

I went and looked at a nice rental property this afternoon. Bigger than our place, and cheaper! A lovely area, but a few km further to the tram stop and daycare (have to be mindful that I start WORK next week, gawd help me. so these things are important to note) and who knows how Mel would get to work if I'm using the car and he has no transport within walking distance, like he does now??

Hmmm....

So I came home and thought about the cost of moving - removalist, carpet cleaning, forking out for bond while waiting for this bond to be released (how does that work?), plus the transport issue, not to mention that I'm about to be working five days a week, so when the far-har-hark am I supposed to find time to pack and clean??? - and I thought bugger it, we've got a lease until November and they can't make us move. We're probably going to sell our Sydney house and when we do we'll have a lot more spare cash so if we have to move in November when the lease expires, then so be it. But it's just as likely this place will be bought by an investor who'd love to have us as tenants, right? And then sometime next year we'll buy our own place. Poifect.

Seriously, my biggest concern was the inconvenience of having people come through every week and having to keep the place nice and tidy, but that seems like a breeze compared to the upheaval of moving and what it is likely to cost us. So this time, I'm not being whimsical and impulsive.. I'm being sensible. We are staying put. Phew.

PS. Wish me luck for that interview tomorrow for that job that I think I don't want anymore. Yeah that makes sense.

Mel's going to a meeting...

.. in Cambodia. Yes, he is getting on a plane today to go to Sydney, then Thailand, then Cambodia to sit in a room tomorrow afternoon and have a meeting regarding a potential project. Then he's getting back on a plane to come home again. He will be travelling for something like 50 of the next 72 hours... for one meeting.

Does that seem slightly ridiculous to anyone else, or just me?

The ouija board is full of shit

Don't get me wrong.. I believe in the afterlife. I believe in getting messages from the dead. I believe that a large part of our life is pre-determined. Not to the extent that we don't have a say in the matter (that's called Free Will) but definitely there are certain things that are a part of our plan.. kind of like Sliding Doors (how I love that movie). And I absolutely believe that when you sit around a board with enough combined energy, you can attract spirits who are able to communicate via the medium of the board. All that I totally believe, even if it makes me seem a bit nutty.

I also believe that if you make the mistake of asking about future events, those spirits are just as likely to spin a heap of crap just for laughs. I could be wrong.. but there's an awful lot of stuff we've asked them that has turned out to be off the mark. Like my friend Dija who owns the board was supposed to not be having any more kids. Which was ok with her, because she's got six already. Yes, SIX. Well lo and behold if she isn't pregnant again. And she would have liked some advance warning thanks very much, ouija board!!

So Danielle, I hate to say it love, but stop waiting for Mr B! I don't know if Mr B is coming or not and that's half the problem. Some of the stuff they say DOES happen, so you just can never tell. Some of it we think they say on purpose to throw us off track. And some stuff is just bollocks.

In future, if I want messages from beyond, I'll consult my trusty tarot cards or ask a psychic with some cred. I have to say though, that it's nice to have had the experience first hand and to talk to spirits directly because it all adds to the certainty (for me) that there definitely More Than This.

Be afraid. Be very afraid.

I have come to realise that my hormonal contraception turns me into a homicidal maniac every month. To some people in my life, this would come as no great surprise but to me, it was somewhat of a revelation. My level of crankiness and/or waves of depression (which I generally attribute to the circumstances of my life - new city, no friends etc) all seem to fall into a very consistent pattern on the calendar. hmmm.... perhaps worth investigating further.

My first thought was that I've always suffered from PMT and that this is normal for me. Then I considered the fact that I went on the pill when I was 17 and - apart from a few short breaks - didn't stop taking it until I wanted to have Annabelle. So what's that? 16 years?? Basically my entire adult life?? Far out man, I have had no idea what is remotely normal for me and my body. And funnily enough, while PMT has been a fairly standard part of my life since I can remember, those few months that I didn't take the pill before falling pregnant - I was pretty bloody serene if I don't mind saying so myself!

So I've made the call. No more artificial hormones for me. I've told Mel that I've taken responsibility for contraception for the first 10 years of our relationship and now it's his turn. He says he's fine with it but I daresay we're either going to have a helluva long dry spell or Annabelle's going to have a sibling sooner than anyone expected. Watch this space.